Гарри Поттер и философский камень
The Journey from Platform Nine and Three Quarters
Threeboysentered,andHarryrecognizedthemiddleoneatonce: itwasthepaleboyfromMadamMalkin’srobeshop. HewaslookingatHarrywithalotmoreinterestthanhe’dshownbackinDiagonAlley.
"Isittrue? "hesaid. "They’resayingalldownthetrainthatHarryPotter’sinthiscompartment. Soit’syou,isit?"
"Yes,"saidHarry. Hewaslookingattheotherboys.Bothofthemwerethicksetandlookedextremelymean. Standingoneithersideofthepaleboy,theylookedlikebodyguards.
"Oh,thisisCrabbeandthisisGoyle,"saidthepaleboycarelessly,noticingwhereHarrywaslooking. "Andmyname’sMalfoy,DracoMalfoy."
Rongaveaslightcough,whichmighthavebeenhidingasnigger. DracoMalfoylookedathim.
"Thinkmyname’sfunny,doyou? Noneedtoaskwhoyouare. MyfathertoldmealltheWeasleyshaveredhair,freckles, andmorechildrenthantheycanafford."
HeturnedbacktoHarry. "You’llsoonfindoutsomewizardingfamiliesaremuchbetterthanothers,Potter. Youdon’twanttogomakingfriendswiththewrongsort. Icanhelpyouthere."
HeheldouthishandtoshakeHarry’s,butHarrydidn’ttakeit.
"IthinkIcantellwhothewrongsortareformyself,thanks,"hesaidcoolly.
DracoMalfoydidn’tgored,butapinktingeappearedinhispalecheeks.
